I never really liked yellow

it was harsh,
like neon.
or it burned,
like fire.

I never really liked yellow
until I saw her.

She made it soft,
She made it kind,
it no longer burned,
when she was mine.

I suppose she never was really mine,
never ours
She is her own
She lives in the stars.

I can't claim to know her
I just want to show her
all the good she has done for me

I want to thank you
sunshine girl
for all the
Sunshine you brought to the world.

In all honesty
I would not be where I am today
Without you.